Monday, March 10, 2008

livin' life blues

brush your teeth well

wear them shoes,

must wake on time, even if you’ve got the blues.

a dozen and more

sleepy minds in a box,

where the fool speaks, of the alligator and the fox.

see them younger ones

travellin’ on long legs,

they’re so sure o’ themselves, till they down a peg.

the days go by

still prisoned in your cell,

you tried to stay right, but the axe just fell.

you say you love her

she says she’ll love you best,

by the end of next evening, she’s with someone else.

call her at noon

and call her every night,

she’s gotten your heart, now she wants your time.

pretty girls here

and pretty girls there,

you wanna grow some balls, but all you do is stare.

you do the rock n roll

try to save your mortal soul,

by the end o’ the year, you’ll still be in the hole.

so I just sit around

and get real high,

write a line o’ poesy, till my time draws nigh.

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